The Pale Shadow of Oakhaven
The fog in the coastal village of Oakhaven did not drift; it lingered, a cold, grey amniotic fluid that swallowed the shoreline and muted the screams of the gulls. In a derelict cottage at the edge of the cliffs lived a man named Elias. Elias was a ghost of a man, a skeletal figure whose skin had become the color of the salt-crusted stones he collected. He was the keeper of a secret that the...
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